AAAAaaand… Friday is Over It Day. I’m just over it all. I’m burnt out on BMST work, I’m burnt out at the Port, I’m burnt out on my relationship – which is now over – I’m burnt out on stupid people, I’m burnt out on complications, I’m burnt out on cat poop, I’m burnt out on bills, I’m burnt out on responsibility, I’m burnt out on just about everything in my life. And now I’m questioning as to whether or not “burnt” is even a word. Is it burned? burnt? …SIGH.
Actually I was just really depressed today. I think that’s all it is. For no reason! Well, probably a few good reasons. I think it’s primarily my lack of sleep, my raging alcoholism, my raging workaholism, my horribly failed relationship, and my lack of real nutrition. …personally I think someone ELSE is to blame.
I’m sure I’ll be back to 100% tomorrow when I wake up after a good night’s sleep. And if not then I’m just going to kill myself. Is there any other alternative?
Good to know my sick sense of humor is still intact. Is it perhaps time for our 3rd official MEN SUCK party?? I will TOTALLY bring the cake.
To anyone that actually reads this tripe (Harmony):
Adieu
Eric T Martin